3 Their Story

He took a deep breath then started talking.

"When I was younger, I had the perfect family. I loved my family and they loved me. However, I didn't know was that they had a huge debt to pay. Somehow, they managed to make time for me while paying of the debt. When they had to pay for the debt, they only payed half of it. Blake Hardman killed my parents because they couldn't pay their debt. They took the happiness I had when I was a kid." he told me.

"I'm sorry. And to think I dated him makes me sick." I spat.

"It's not your fault. You didn't know." King told me.

"Thanks. Who's next?" I asked.

"I'll go." Gray said. "Blake and I were the best of friends. We would everything together. We were inseparable. As time went on, he started falling behind. He would always say that he's busy with things. But I see him with my bullies from middle school hanging out. I felt betrayed. He got into the wrong crowd. Doing drugs, smoking, alcohol. All that stuff. The only thing I didn't expect him to do, he did. He killed people. One being King's parents but also he killed my father. My mum died when she gave birth to me so I didn't really know her. The only person I had was my father as family. The rest of them died before or little bit after I was born."

"Hey. You still got your friends right. These guys here. You won't betray each other." I said.

"You're right. Who's next?" he asked.

"Me." Jeff said. "I hadn't had the best experience as a child. I got abused by my mum. Apparently I looked too much like my father when other people say I look more like her. Anyway, I met Blake when I was in Early Elementary. At first he seemed nice but then as time went on, he became one of my bullies. He would hit me physically. I told him about the abuse and he told everyone in school. Everyone was laughing at me saying how I need to go to my dad. I didn't tell him about my dad knowing it would make it worse. That's basically it."

"l know I haven't said this but I also got abused. But by my parents. I'll tell you after you tell me all of yours." I explained.

"Right, I'm next." Archie said. "I first saw Blake when I saw him hacking into someone's account. I thought it was cool and wanted to do it myself. So I went up to him and asked if he could teach me. It was fun. He taught me everything. Little did I know, he had hacked into my account and put fake comments I never said. One being that I hate gay people and another saying that I hate everyone and I am better than other people. I didn't want anything to do with Blake again but unfortunately, he showed up at my house unexpectedly. He didn't like me for some reason so when he pressed the doorbell and the door was opening, he shot the person without seeing who it was. He thought it was me. But it wasn't. It was my older brother. He was the only family I had left and he took that away from me." he clenched his fists tightly.

"My turn. I had a regular family. A little sister, parents and a twin brother. Blake moved next door to me and we had introduced ourselves to him. We spent time together. However, for some reason he despised us. He changed one day and started beating me up. I started training myself more ever since he first laid a hand on me. I didn't think he would do what he did. When I came back from training, the inside of my house was covered in blood. I saw him hovering over my little sister, parents and twin brother. It was a mass murder scene." he explained to me.

"Now that you've heard all of our story. You need to tell us about that abuse you were talking about." Gray said.

"I had an older brother named Henry." I said.

"HENRY FALLACY WAS YOU'RE OLDER BROTHER!" Leo shouted.

"Yeah. That's what I said. Didn't I?" I asked confused in why he knew my brother.

"Sorry. Carry on." he told me.

"Henry was the golden child whereas I would be seen as his shadow. But he didn't care about that. He cared for me. About me. One day, we went to the park to play with our parents. I was alone on the swings whereas he was playing with my parents. I didn't know some pedophile was behind me until he had grabbed me and ran for it. I heard my brother calling out for my kidnapper. I saw my parents making a run for it the opposite way. They didn't care about me. Just their golden child and themselves. Nothing more, nothing less. It was funny, seeing them run for their lives while I was the one in danger. People saw what was going on and they called for an ambulance and the police. A man saved me from that kidnapper. I wanted to know what his name was and told him that. He told me his name was Michael Fuller. I gave him a hug and thanked him. A little while later, I got back home where my parents and brother were. My parents lied that I had ran away to go out and play when they had taken us out to the park and left me there while I was being taken away. My brother kept blaming himself for what happened. No matter how I convinced him it wasn't his fault he always had some way around it. Suddenly, he vanished. He left a note on a fridge saying he ran away from home. That was when the abuse started. They blamed me for what happened. Even though it was their fault in the first place." I told them.

"Michael Fuller was your saviour." Archie asked as I nodded my head. "The thing is...my brother is Michael Fuller. If you want to find him then you can't. He's dead because of Blake." he explained to me.

As I relished this information in I couldn't help but clench my fist. My knuckles were white.

"Hey calm down. You're bleeding." Jeff said.

I unclenched my fists and saw there was blood there. I grabbed the napkins beside me and wiped it off. We ordered a drink after talking for so long and we just sat there talking about stuff in our lives.